Eyes: A Poem In Two Parts Poem by Daniel Brick

(I)

Eyes reach into a distance
no body can attain, and place
a sign only inner sight can read.
Eyes inhabit a region in which
descending shafts of darkness
momentarily blend with ascending
shafts of light, and together
both illumine and darken the world.
Then they vanish from each other's
presence and disappear into their
particular colors and shapes.
This is Reality as we know it.

(II)

The magic begins at dusk:
spiritual eyes gave been
patiently blind, but now they
assert their traits. Being
soundless, weightless, scentless,
colorless, they glide through
the heaviness of Nature,
like a Vedic priest's knife slicing
the sacrificial butter. They stretch
further into the Night and arrive
on immense plains where cities rise
against the power of Nature and
assert the power of Humanity.

Nature streams both physical light
and spiritual light, unites them
to make both Day and Night prosper
in alternation. Under the branches
of the sky, we rush into love or hate,
trying again and again to make two one.
Above the roots tangled under the ground,
we gather together in love or hate,
and make a dwelling for both our company
and our solitude. Are we not One Reality,
sometimes dark and sometimes light?